Murderers in Thunderclan V.6

[Firefoxx01]

Lemonleaf

She felt her legs trembling as cats started whispering and looking at her weird. That wasn’t a good sign. They wanted her out!
She would give anything, anything to speak up at this point. She didn’t want to leave, she wanted to help find the killer!
Lemonleaf looked at Applesnow, sitting by Palestar and Gingerflare’s body. She was sure that the medicine cat was the killer, and if she wasn’t then at least she would be safe from this.

(Staying with Applesnow) I’m sorry to raise suspicion. I was just trying to defend myself from exile. Personally though if I wasn’t Lemonleaf and I was another cat, I probably would support your thoughts, @honey.

[montmorency]

applesnow - |
cutstripe - |
lemonleaf - ||||

votes closed, lemonleaf for exile! please feel free to keep roleplaying, especially as i don't think i can get an exile up today.

[triplethesix]

nectarpaw
tom - apprentice - homosexual
crush: open
tagged: open

nectarpaw sat in the shadows, glaring at lemonleaf. nectarpaw refused to ever believe she was right. applesnow wouldn’t murder! she must be pointing fingers to cover up the fact she’s the true murderer! he thought.

[Firefoxx01]

Lemonleaf

She felt her eyes mist up as she saw the majority of the clan whispering her name as an official murderer. If only she could speak, she could tell them that it was Applesnow, not her! But even if she could, it was probably too late. Everyone’s eyes were focused on her as she took in the fact that she would have to leave.
At least she would be safe...

If you’re reading, murderer PM me please?

[montmorency]

ＴＨＵＮＤＥＲＣＬＡＮ

the first snow of leaf-bare blanketed the lake territories
and crunched under palestar's paws as he padded out of
his den in the rock wall with applesnow. "i don't know
who it is," he replied softly.
"surely you have an idea?" the white-dappled medicine
cat queried. "you announced the votes. we need you to
help, palestar."
palestar stared at his dark paws, silence overcoming him
for a while. he sighed. when he raised his head again,
his eyes settled on the body of gingerflare. her soft chin
was burnt beyond help, and still the sharp scent of ash
stung his black nose. seeing the consequences of harb-
oring a murderer in his own clan stirred something ins-
ide him. still, he spoke quietly. "lemonleaf."
"lemonleaf?" applesnow looked vaguely disappointed
and she sent a glance in a certain warrior's direction.
she spoke softly too, not wanting to cause alarm as she
cared too much about each cat "i-i think it was cutstri-
pe."
the small grey!tabby caught her accusation and tromped
over to his two clanmates. "excuse me? did you just call
me a murderer?"
applesnow swallowed, but kept her cool, unlike cutstri-
pe. her voice was a little hesitant, but she said, "maybe."
cutstripe looked like he was about to claw the molly,
but palestar ushered him away with a few words. "cuts-
tripe, we can't afford this conflict right now."
the younger tom fluffed up his fur a little but regained
enough of his composure to walk away. applesnow look-
ed at palestar. seemingly in response, he ascended the
highledge and stood atop it. most of the cats looked in-
stinctively up at him. he called a clan meeting, but it
almost wasn't necessary.
"despite this time of peace, another cat has died: ginge-
rflare. while we must mourn, we need to find this killer.
please vote."
cats' voices rallied right before the last sentence. but
when their leader finished speaking, there was a second
where no cats voted, but the first cat shouted cutstripe.
another cat agreed.
"wait! it's not him!" all eyes landed on nectarpaw, the
speaker. he wasn't sure whether to say if he thought it
was palestar or lemonleaf, but he settled on the mute
warrior in a split second. "it's lemonleaf! if anyone ever
accuses her, she always acts kinda weird. and she wou-
ldn't fear fire as much because she has no voice, maybe."
muttering arose before the apprentice added, "she can't
talk, so she sure might want to prove something."
"prove something?" someone yelped. "what is she trying
to prove? who can be the most sick cat here?"
despite some disapproving voices, thunderclan seemed
to agree on exiling lemonleaf. palestar agreed. he loo-
ked down at her. "lemonleaf, you have been exiled."
the unfortunate words seemed to have less and less
meaning each time he uttered them; it was like they were
becoming routine.
lemonleaf's eyes and position said it all, for her jaws co-
uld not. she looked panicked and vehemently pointed at
applesnow with her spotted tail. she seemed rooted to
her spot, but a nudge from crowflight sent her bolting.
the routine of exile helped cats to be unattached, going
back to their activities. but the shrinking clan made the
killer a little paranoid. through the dirtplace, they slunk
out of camp, running full speed through the woods after
lemonleaf's scent.
she didn't make it to windclan.
when the killer got to camp, someone spotted their sus-
picious activity. they weren't about to let her get away
with anything else.

tsk tsk, thunderclan! another innocent!

Leader --
↳ honeystar//female//Cosmic_Chicken
↳ palestar//male//honey--bee

Deputy --
↳ crowflight//male//recklessgod

Medicine Cat --
↳ applesnow//female//salty.sweet

Medicine Cat Apprentice --
↳ thymetail//male//Yukon_

Warriors --
↳ waspfeather//female//Bumbletear
↳ silverflare//female//potioncat
↳ cutstripe//male//NerdyDisco
↳ lemonleaf//female//Firefoxx01
↳ paleflash//male//honeystorm.wishes
↳ gingerflare//female//Ice580
↳ ivyshade//female//Silverflare12345
↳ cobramask//male//scarlet_wolf

Apprentices --
↳ nectarpaw//male//ForgottenShadow
↳ begoniapaw//male//Chamrosh

Queens --
↳ roseflame//female//edgy cat of DOOM

Kits --
↳ slatekit//female//Webber07
↳ cypresskit//male//:.Duplex.:

Elders --
↳ caimantooth//female//.galaxy.


xxxxx2 mollies, 6 toms, 8 cats total

[Firefoxx01]

Oof good luck y’all! Murderer PM me please? Your doing a great job at hiding yourself!!

[montmorency]

ＴＨＵＮＤＥＲＣＬＡＮ

the killer crept into the medicine den, brambles brushing
down their spine. the snow stopped right at the entrance,
making way for the dimness of the medicine den at night.
herbs were stacked and sorted neatly, and the moss nest
was occupied by the lean, white-dappled medicine cat.
her sides rose and fell steadily, paws and ears twitching
every once in a while as if dreaming.
the killer had been paranoid. earlier that day, applesnow
had watched them return to camp after finishing lemonleaf
off. they didn’t think she had said anything - they hoped,
with all of their cold heart, that she hadn’t. and if they got
their way now, she wouldn’t.
the standing cat glanced around. they couldn’t wait anym-
ore. they were getting impatient, nervous. the feeling of
power immediately before and during the murders made
them more confident than normal, but something didn’t
seem right.
applesnow twitched, mumbling incoherently in her slumber.
her eyes darted under her eyelids. the killer took one last
look at their medicine cat before unsheathing their claws
and slowly moving her head as to not awake her. as quick
as a snake, they sliced across her throat. red blood poured
from the wound and stained the moss. in the dark, it looked
black. applesnow’s green eyes flew open, wide like an owl’s.
they suddenly sloped and her expression seemed oddly resi-
gned, maybe like she had expected to be next. she looked at
the cat and then squeezed her eyes shut, trying to let her
body relax. it was her time, she seemed to say.
the high quickly wore off. the killer shuffled their paws, rapid
breaths beginning to stabilize.
movement alerted them of someone’s presence. the killer st-
umbled back slightly, fur bristling. who was there? wasn’t
applesnow dead?
a little head poked out behind the body. cypresskit. he sniffed,
catching the metallic tang of blood. he wasn’t mature enough
to recognize it, but it apprised him to the fact something was
wrong. “applesnow?” he chirped quietly. she had been taking
care of the two kits after their parents and caimantooth had
been killed. they almost always slept in her den. the perpe-
trator had almost forgot.
shadows enveloped the killer, inside and out. they emerged
from the physical ones after a long moment, approaching the
dark ginger kit. “cypresskit,” they whispered as soothingly as
possibly, “applesnow needs to sleep. i need you to follow me.
it’s a game, isn’t that fun?” a game wasn’t anything new to
the cat. everything was one big game, and they were deter-
mined to
come out on top - after all, they had gotten pretty close, with
all things considered.
cypresskit perked up a little. “a game? okay!” he got to his li-
ttle paws, skirting the still-warm body of applesnow. he stood
at the killer’s paws, gaze tipped up and shining in the darkn-
ess.
“follow me, alright?”
“of course!” cypresskit squeaked. he bounced after his clanm-
ate, excitement peaking as they left camp. “whoah, we’re
leaving camp? i’m not supposed to do that...”
“that’s the game!”
the kit seemed satisfied with that answer. he continued walk-
ing, making animated observations.
"where are we going?"
"you'll see," the killer replied.
"are we there yet?"
"no."
"what about now?"
"no." the killer swung their head back to look at cypresskit,
giving him a withering look. he paused for a moment, deterr-
ed. he opened his mouth after a while, but the killer slapped
his face with their tail. "by the fires, please shut up!"
cypresskit sniffled, slowing down. "this game isn't fun!"
they had gotten far enough from camp. the cat huffed and
grabbed him by his scruff, carrying him as they walked at a
faster pace now. cypresskit wailed and squirmed.
thank blazes, we're at the cave! i can't deal with this kit any
longer. a little jauntily, the cutthroat trotted into the family's
cave dwelling. they dropped cypresskit, who proceeded to tu-
mble
overdramatically and then get to his paws. the cat wrapped
their tail around him to prevent escape.
"aramis! get me mother right now!" they demanded, sending a
black cat running. he came back, panting slightly, with the big
scarred molly.
"thunderclanner," she purred, "welcome back. that was quick,
hmm? and who's this?"
the dark ginger kit trembled, eyes previously fixated on the
fire now moving to mother.
"cypresskit," said the killer, moving their tail. "i think you mi-
ght recognize him. take a look."
mother examined him, moving her head to see every inch of
his pelt. she scented the tabby kit, then thinking for a second.
she snapped her head back up to look at the thunderclan cat,
blind eye making her gaze all the more intimidating. cypress-
kit shuddered. "ralph?" she breathed.
the killer nodded. "his name was paleflash in thunderclan -
until i killed him. he was one of my first kills, coincidentally."
mother stared at cypresskit. the cat could tell something was
going on inside of her, but no emotions played out physically,
whether on her face or with a swish of her tail.
"whoah, him?" aramis whispered.
"what are you still doing here?" mother roared, smacking his
face with unsheathed claws. he stumbled back and rather
pathetically cried, "my face!"
"get away, imbecile! go find your stupid friends! you're bann-
ed from warming yourself by the fire for a week!"
"okay, okay! may the flames warm you and fill your belly,
mother!" he hurtled away.
"hmph." mother reduced her snarling look and turned back to
her grandkit and the thunderclan cat. "so, have you brought
this little kit just for me?"
"of course. i thought you'd like him."
"i wanna choose! i wanna go back home!" cypresskit bawled.
mother ran a claw gently under his chin. he swallowed, sha-
king but not speaking. "a feisty one. how unlike that pathetic
waste of breath ralph was." she sent a glance at the killer. "i'll
take him. perhaps this one will be worth my fire and time."

your second pair, thunderclan! watch out!

Leader --
↳ honeystar//female//Cosmic_Chicken
↳ palestar//male//honey--bee

Deputy --
↳ crowflight//male//recklessgod

Medicine Cat --
↳ applesnow//female//salty.sweet

Medicine Cat Apprentice --
↳ thymetail//male//Yukon_

Warriors --
↳ waspfeather//female//Bumbletear
↳ silverflare//female//potioncat
↳ cutstripe//male//NerdyDisco
↳ lemonleaf//female//Firefoxx01
↳ paleflash//male//honeystorm.wishes
↳ gingerflare//female//Ice580
↳ ivyshade//female//Silverflare12345
↳ cobramask//male//scarlet_wolf

Apprentices --
↳ nectarpaw//male//ForgottenShadow
↳ begoniapaw//male//Chamrosh

Queens --
↳ roseflame//female//edgy cat of DOOM

Kits --
↳ slatekit//female//Webber07
↳ cypresskit//male//:.Duplex.:

Elders --
↳ caimantooth//female//.galaxy.


xxxxx1 molly, 5 toms, 6 cats total

[montmorency]

you may vote.

[Chamrosh]

Nectarpaw


I do want to do RPing but I'm going to be realistic about my chances of doing so at this point

[triplethesix]

def voting cutstripe.

his post says this - ‘usually treating even serious matters like a big game’ ‘he enjoys fighting and trying to impress the warriors and wishes one day to become leader’
the kill says this - ‘“i need you to follow me. it’s a game, isn’t that fun?” a game wasn’t anything new to the cat. everything was one big game, and they were determined to come out on top - after all, they had gotten pretty close, with all things considered.’